Bonne fete maman!!

And so it’s mother’s day in France, and the occasion for my mum to come back to this blog, this time with her great love of cocks. Far from me being rude, this is the true story of an obsession that drives my poor mother to the brink of insanity and ruin.
Ok, so I should say that the cocks in question are cockerels or french ‘coqs’….
This is thus the perfect opportunity to record one of my favourite anecdotes about my maman.
My parents don’t really speak English, but my in-laws are fabulously civilised and happily converse in French (and German if needed!) – so the first time the pairs met, my mum couldn’t resist telling them about her great collection.
‘J’adore les coqs! Tous les coqs! De toutes les tailles et toutes les couleurs, je ne peux pas resister!!’
Of course Nick’s parents are proper people who didn’t even consider to think of what this double entendre could imply.
Meanwhile, I’m on the other side of the room, collapsing and risking a brutal injury from too much hysterical laughter.
So here’s to you, ma maman, a nice coq to add to your collection on your special day…
Love you.